The truck stopped in front of a guesthouse, right next to a repair shop, but they didn't have the spare parts, so the eldest cousin rode a bicycle to the nearby county to buy them.
They would definitely have to stay here tonight.
The truck was parked at the front door of the repair department next to the guesthouse.
The conditions of the guesthouse weren't very good, it was dirty everywhere, and Qiao Qingyu felt she might as well sleep in the driving cab for a night.
Although the cab smelt strongly of oil, the seat cushion, the floor, and the surroundings were all wiped clean.
Moreover, the mat was woven out of reeds by Qiao Zhicai, carrying a slight natural fragrance of grass and wood.
However, the eldest cousin and Accountant Zhang certainly would not agree to let her rest there—a girl alone, it would be too dangerous.
Qiao Qingyu had no choice but to promise to stay for a while and then return to her room to sleep before she could send the two men away.
